I Was The Real One Novels & Stories

"It’s the one person who knows who you really are." "Who?" He leans in. "Your brother." "The one who died." My heart stops. The screen flickers. The person turns around. It’s me. "Aiden?" "But I’m here," I whisper. "Exactly," Liam says. "Which one of you is real?"

Kill me. “Funny choice of book.” He repeats himself. “You’re everything but invisible.” I stare down at my boots, playing with my toes inside them. “It’s kind of over when the cameras are off.” I whisper. “No one knows who the real me is.” The truth falls out before I can reel it back in.

Brandi's loud and proud declaration of our real identity made my blood run cold. It hadn't been intentional - I knew that - but it jeopardized all the headway we had made. To my knowledge, no one even know our names here. Isaac had called himself Zac and no one had asked for mine.

“Luna, you just walked right into that one, didn’t you?” “The real rich girl is here now. It’s time for you, the fake one, to go.”

My eyes widened as I recalled the image. She…she was lying dead…dead on the floor. Tears poured down when I remembered she called my name before she slept. "No! Mum!" Tears rolled out of my eyes immediately. "You're Camila?" Henry asked unsure and I paused. If…if I'm Camila then…then Henry…Henry is my brother. Realization hit me immediately. We've been committing incest no wonder dad didn't want us together. No, not dad, my fake dad. More tears poured down before I released a loud yell.

When I'm brought back to the Gould family, Matthew Gould, the adopted son who's taken my place all these years, doesn't even bother putting on an act. The first thing he does is punch me square in the face. "So what if you're the real son? Mom and Dad already told me all the family assets will be mine, and that you're not getting a dime!" I don't take it lying down. I hit him back even harder, then drag him straight to Mom and Dad, his face swollen almost beyond recognition. "Is what he said true?" I demand. Mom and Dad look panicked, putting on placating smiles as they scramble to explain. "Of course not! You're both our sons. We'd never treat either of you differently." I raise an eye

“Jimmy, you are gay. I just found out, and I accepted it. That’s who you are. So WHY are you kissing her?” She paused. Her eyes moved between my face and Jimmy, then back to me. “Wait, her face looks like Idris but…” Her gaze dropped to my body. I did the only thing that made sense: popping my ass slightly. Yes, let her see clearly, no more hiding. “No more oversized clothes,” I said casually. “This is the real version.” Her mouth dropped open. “Idris… Irish… are the same person,” I said. “I’m a she. I lied. I had to pretend to be him.”

He chuckled tearily, "It's true." "Are you serious? Are you sure? Maybe they just look alike, or she's her twin—" Mia rushed the words out of her mouth. "She's the one. The real, original Jennifer Mandez. I recognize my mother." Chuckling, he added, "I still find all of this surreal." "Ahhhh... So, you're the one who triggered..." Mia noted thoughtfully. Again, Shawn nodded in agreement. "It was me." Mia was rendered speechless.

Maddox shouts, his hands flailing out emphatically. “What?” All I can do is stare at him. How can he say something like that? Pointing at the paper in my hand, with a flash of lightning in his eyes, King Maddox says, “That’s not real, Isla Moon! It’s a fake!”

It's fucking real! "R-real? If you were real, do you think I would run? No! I wouldn't run from Rezoir if you were real, and one more thing: who am I? I am not even your damn girlfriend! I'm just a woman you can take to bed. "I'll make you my wife, but you're the truth, no more!" I cried, and he was stunned. "W-why do you have an idea... like that?" "How the fuck did you come up with that idea?!”